The Source's Two Sides as One, the Remnants Belong to the Eighteen Levels of Hell

The Source: Two Sides as One, the Remnants Belong to the Eighteen Levels of Hell

"The First Grand President of the First Generation Federation."

"How could I not recognize you? You destroyed my mother's dynasty and turned me from the lofty Crown Prince of Daci into this miserable state." The Heavenly Fate Master's tone brimmed with astonishing hatred.

"Eh, wrong. Even without me, you would only ever have been the Crown Prince. You never would have sat upon the emperor's throne." Lu Xingshi corrected the flaw in his words.

Even if he was Gu Liangli's son, she would never have handed over power on a silver platter. Had the Heavenly Fate Master not fought for power and profit, they could still have been a loving mother and dutiful son.

But if he had truly dared to lay a finger on Gu Liangli's authority, only death awaited him.

"Even so, I was one of the high and mighty Royal Family, not some believer in so-called equality for all."

"You let a pack of lowly people, mud-legged peasants, and ants stand shoulder to shoulder with us imperial nobles. It is simply absurd!" The Heavenly Fate Master berated Lu Xingshi while struggling to fend off the Starvation Ghost.

"Uh... the Da Ci Dynasty ended three thousand five hundred years ago. You have lived this long, yet you are still obsessing over some so-called status. What a waste of a life."

Lu Xingshi truly had not expected him to care so deeply about his identity even now.

"I was the first Fate Master under heaven, and I grasped the future. That was precisely because of my birth."

"Otherwise, how was I any different from those mud-legged peasants?" After barely driving back the Starvation Ghost, the Heavenly Fate Master retorted to Lu Xingshi.

"That much